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Chapter 10: I Have a Dream

In the middle of the night I found myself dreaming. I was in a dark throne room with a throne made from bones.

On the throne sat a tall thin man who was about ten feet tall. He had oily black hair and deathly white skin.

He stared at me coldly and said, "Well it's about time you arrived."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I have been trying to contact you for days." the man said.

I stared at him in bewilderment. How could this dark, scary man have been trying to contact me, unless...

"Are you a god?" I asked him hesitantly.

"Well," he said, "You're clearly not as stupid as you look, are you?"

I took that in silence because I didn't want to offend the god. I studied him closer and realized that I recognized him from Mythomagic. It was definitely Hades the lord of the Underworld and the god of the dead. I saw that his eyes were very similar to mine and I wondered if we could be related. I was brought back to Earth when Hades spoke again.

"I have brought you here to warn you about something." he said in a bored tone.

"What is it?" I asked. What could a god want to warn me about?

"I need to warn you about Percy Jackson." said the god coldly.

"You have to be careful of him."

"Why?" I asked.

"You will know soon but I cannot tell you more than this."

"So," I said annoyed now, "You brought me here to tell me that and then you don't even explain properly?"

"We gods cannot interfere in mortal affairs." he said "But I wanted to at least warn you about him. I'm not saying that you can't trust him. I'm only saying to be careful not to worship him too much."

My mouth fell open. Was he seriously suggesting that I worshiped Percy?

"For your information," I snapped, "I don't worship him!"

"Well," he said, "Don't say that I didn't warn you."

Then he waved his hand and the image disappeared.

I thought that that would be the end of my dream but then I found myself on a mountain top. It was dark and cold and a figure was standing at the summit apparently struggling under an invisible curse.

I immediately recognized the figure. It was Artemis and she was clearly in pain.

Her silvery dress was in tatters and she was bleeding golden blood.

She did not speak to me instead the image of her faded and disappeared.

I woke up and thought about the dreams that I had had. I didn't understand them but I knew a few things.

(a) According to Hades I had to be careful around Percy. (b) Artemis was in serious danger and (c) I hated demigod dreams.